Iridescent spectrums enlacing the sky
Arching gently against the blue
Pot of gold at ending lies
Treasures hidden away from view
Arching gently against the blue
Ending always, just out of sight
After a rain it always ensues
Searching for bounties at ending's light
Ending always, just out of sight
Glimmering hope held upon midday
Searching for bounties at ending's light
Miraculous wonder bending of rays
Glimmering hope upon midday
Pot of gold at ending lies
Miraculous wonder bending of rays
Iridescent spectrums enlacing the sky
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